《HUSTLER》Chapter 31
Advertisement
Myra P.o.v:
I looked at Ronda in shock. She just got done telling me that Khaos is a well known king pin or what ever.
By all the shit she done told me, he seems dangerous.
I sighed and sent him a text.
Me: This can't work "Khaos" your a drug dealer?? Like really... And you also kill niggas?? 😂✌🏼
"Girl I just broke up with his ass, I'm not gone be dating no one who kills people mentally and physically"
Her eyes got wide, "just don't tell him I told you any of this... And I've been working for him, just bagging up stuff"
I shook my head at her. I should be the last one to judge though.
I was a stripper. Got to get it how you can. Money don't come easily nor free.
"I'm upset with you... But you got to do what you got to do to survive"
She playfully rolled her eyes, "okayyy Miss. Stripper"
I chuckled and looked over at her lip. "So who did this to you, and be honest Ronda"
She looked down then sighed, "it was Khaos... He fired me and I disrespected him and threaten to snitch on him... It was my fault Myra"
"That still don't give him no reason to do that to you"
My phone vibrated, indicating I had a message. I looked at it and it was Khaos.
Hubby❤🔐: Lol you funny bae
I left him on read and stood up from the chair.
"Well I'll call you later on, I got to find a suite or something... I'm not living with a killer, that lil ride or die life isn't for me"
"I understand" she held her arms out so I could hug her.
I gave her a hug then left.
It only took about twenty minutes to get to Armon house. I yawned as I opened our bedroom door.
Advertisement
I took out a suitcase and started to pack.
"So you really think you about to leave me over this shit"
I got startled and looked back. I seen Khaos and he had his hands in his pants.
I bit my lips and started back packing. He looked so sexy right about now.
I would be lying if I said my hormones wasn't all over the place right now.
"So you ignoring me huh?"
I kept packing until he grabbed my arms. "Can we talk this shit out at least, I didn't judged you when you was a stripper ma... And I'm not about to let you go... That shit dead"
I sighed and looked down. "You could've been told me this shit from the start"
He pulled me up by my arms and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"I don't trust people like that... And I couldn't just tell you that... I been hustling since I was a teen, I had to make my own money some how... My pops told me I had to work for what I want... His money wasn't my money... So I had to do what I had to do"
"You could've had a nine to five, why you choose that"
"It was fast money and my pops passed that shit down to me... I could've declined, but I knew how he was.. And I know what he was capable of"
"He wouldnt have killed you or anything right?"
"Knowing him, he might would've... He was evil and crazy"
I looked up at him and he leaned down and I kissed his lips. I tried to loosen his belt but he grabbed my hands.
"Nahh, you not ready for this shawty"
"What if I am?"
"You not, and I'm not rushing you... I know yo lil ass just horny right now"
Advertisement
I rolled my eyes and pushed him.
"Now you have an attitude huh?... No need to rush, you have plenty of time because you not leaving me"
He pulled me into him and picked me up.
He bit my neck softly. "I want to go on a lil date with you... Maybe tomorrow"
"Where"
"Anywhere you want... I'll be paying for everything"
I nodded my head, "I'm still horny so fix this"
He smiled and kissed my lips, "ight, don't be running either, I like enjoying my meals with out a fight"
I mushed his head playfully and he sat me on the bed and pulled my shorts down.
Then he spreaded my legs and made eye contact with me while he attacked my clit with his tongue.
I arched my back and grabbed his head.
His tongue was a weapon.... I bet his dick will have my ass sleeping for years.
_________________________________________
Kandi P.o.v:
"You having a baby by that lil street nigga... I told you to find an education man... Instead you want a nigga that don't know shit"
"Dad, he graduated school and has his degree's... And didn't you and Myra's father use to run these streets"
"Little girl that was a long ass time ago, we don't do that shit no more... Its not about me, I want what's best for you.. I done heard a lot of shit about him and his cousin... Especially his cousin"
"Dad I'm grown and he wouldn't hurt me... Just trust me on this"
He sighed and gave me a hug. "Ight, but let him have you crying... I'll go back to the old me.
We laughed and hugged each other, then I had left.
_________________________________________
Ronda P.o.v:
I've been thinking about getting revenge on Khaos. But that nigga crazy.
He got the side of my face all fucked up and shit.
Been in the hospital and missing dick. I sighed and scratched my coochie. For some reason I've been burning when I pee.
I hope the last nigga I fucked didn't gave me nothing. The doctors are suppose to check today.
The thought of getting revenge on Khaos disappeared from my mind. My life is more important.
Also Myra love him, I couldn't do that to my sister.
Or could I.....
_________________________________________
Khaos P.o.v:
I know Ronda hoe ass told Myra. I got that bitch phone wired and I got people watching her every move.
I also know who be coming in and out her hospital room.
I decided not to kill that hoe.
She really lucky I love her sister and actually care about her sister feelings.
If I didn't I would've been killed that hoe.
Straight up.
_________________________________________
Author Notes: I hope y'all liked this chapter. Remember to vote and comment!!!
I love you all. ❤❤❤
Advertisement
- In Serial27 Chapters
Player 47
In an unfamiliar world full of monsters, demons, deities and secrets buried for the better, a game is being played. 160 "Players", each one a soul of someone who died on Earth, will kill each other for a second chance at life. No one but the strongest deserves to live again and Frey Alcott, the 47th Player, does not plan on staying dead for long. (Discontinued; please read the rewrite version which can be found from the author's fiction list.)
8 234 - In Serial8 Chapters
World of Warcraft- New beginnings
Throughout stories, there have been many different world's that people have conquered. Be it through invasion and war, peace and diplomacy, or through the economy. However few are war-torn as the world of Azeroth. with invasions from legions of enemies on account of 4 times on record, constant conflict between the races populating the world itself, and the world its self being alive, it is a constant struggle to survive. (I don't own any of the characters other than the ones which I made up on the spot, other than those it all belongs to blizzard and shit. Now then, good luck reading this)
8 191 - In Serial34 Chapters
I'm Not a Necromancer
Teo’s only chance at awakening as a [Player] went to ruin when he was selected for the most dangerous tutorial dungeon to ever exist, Lyria’s Cemetery. Filled with undead monsters powerful enough to give a high-level ranker a run for their money, it had been firmly maintaining its title of “unclearable”. To fight against the [Paralysys] and [Fear] status effects that the undead monsters inflict, Teo poured all his points into willpower as he leveled-up, hoping to make it out alive. Awakening no longer mattered, he just wanted to survive. But the choices he made inside the ‘unclearable’ dungeon brought about a side-effect that he couldn't have even imagined in his wildest dreams. “For the last time, I am not a necromancer!!!” “But you have an army of skeletons!” “They are not mine.” “But they are following you.”
8 199 - In Serial41 Chapters
Time And Thoughts
This a book is where I freely express and convey emotions and my thoughts about topics. It's a place where I spend my TIME putting my THOUGHTS into words in hopes of helping someone. I've written these poems in such a way, so that my viewers can derive their own meaning from them. For me as a person I tend to feel more comforted, when down, by listen to music or reading poems, in which the poem or song is hopeless and gives off the feeling of the protagonist being bluntly hurt. In my poems I write without words of encouragement, but instead comfort the reader through understanding and allowing them to feel.If you ever feel the need to talk to someone or want to know the meaning of one of my poems or just wanna say something feel free to comment or private message me.Please enjoy and be comforted by my book.Highest ranking:#1 poems#1 poembook#2 poemcollection#2 poem#3 poetry#3 poetrycollection#5 sadpoems#5 thoughts#8 emotions#13 freeverse#17 hopeless#20 feelings#24 sadness#36 depressing #44 updating#56 life#70 sad#87 poet
8 184 - In Serial7 Chapters
spin my feelings - Chris sturniolo
"all because of a game."Who knew a stupid game could make someone's life go wrong? But maybe it wasn't wrong and it was right after all..?
8 123 - In Serial42 Chapters
kenma kozume: let's play
kenma kozume is so sweet and shy. right?? but- a teenage boy is a teenage boy.will have smut.UPDATED ✅ FEMALE Y/n
8 196

